After Marrying a Vegetative Princess, I Went Crazy With Joy!

Two days later, in the northern territory of Tubo, nestled within a valley, Bayegu Zhang briskly entered a tent. He complained about the harsh Tubo weather, remarking on the unseasonable cold even before autumn had arrived. Seeking warmth, he approached the tent’s fire pit and poured himself a cup of butter tea. After taking a sip, he finally felt a bit more comfortable.

Looking around at the gathered individuals, he chuckled and inquired, “Is everyone present? What’s the current topic of discussion?” This location was where Songtsan Gampo had pledged to establish a camp for the allied tribes. Thirteen tribes with tens of thousands of warriors had set up here, eagerly awaiting Tubo’s victory over the Tang army so they could join the fray.

However, the wait had stretched on, causing growing anxiety. Bayegu Zhang hailed from the Bayegu tribe, which had close ties to Liangzhou and was familiar with regional events.

“At first, I had concerns about Songtsan Gampo’s audacity in allowing us to camp in his territory, but now it seems I was overly cautious,” lamented one tribal chieftain, eliciting nods of agreement from the others. While Songtsan Gampo might have had designs on their tribes, they were also eyeing Tubo’s fertile land.

Yet, after experiencing the effects of altitude sickness upon entering the plateau, their warriors had fallen ill, significantly reducing their combat strength. Although the symptoms had eased somewhat, they still felt weakened.

At this juncture, Bayegu Zhang casually asked, “Are you all genuinely planning to align with Tubo against the Tang?” His question startled the tribal chieftains.

“The Tang Empire is renowned for its wealth. Even if we simply follow Tubo for some take, it could enrich our entire tribe for years,” he continued. “From what I gather about Songtsan Gampo’s intentions, this opportunity is nearly certain. If we don’t join now, there might not be another chance.”

Some chieftains eagerly discussed the potential benefits of another alliance like the Wei River Alliance, emphasizing the immense gains they could reap.

However, Bayegu Zhang, despite his youth, wore a skeptical smile. His Bayegu tribe, part of the Nine-Clan Coalition, had a closer relationship with the Tang and understood the depth of their strength. Their view of the Wei River Alliance differed from the others, seeing it as the Turk seizing an opportunity during the Tang’s instability, with an unfortunate fate once the Tang retaliated.

Bayegu Zhang reminded them of the Turk’s downfall and the eventual demise of tribes like the Huns when confronting the Central Plains dynasties. Despite their moments of triumph, they ultimately met bleak ends.

It appeared that investing in Tubo might not be worthwhile. Bayegu Zhang dropped the bombshell news, “Tubo has already suffered a major defeat. Just a few days ago, the Tang army routed the 150,000-strong army led by Lu Dongzan. The Tubo army was utterly annihilated, and Lu Dongzan was personally beheaded by Su Li, the Tang army’s commander.”

His words left the tent in stunned silence, with various chieftains displaying a mix of surprise, relief, and a tinge of excitement.

There was no hint of dismay among the tribal chieftains. In their eyes, the Tubo people’s defeat at the hands of the Tang army seemed like a natural outcome. Soon, passionate discussions erupted.

“Perhaps the alliance should persist, but we must ensure the Tang doesn’t extend their influence too deeply into our territory!”

“The Tang might not have a genuine interest in our remote regions. This situation could be an opportunity for us. Gentlemen, Tubo’s morale must be at an all-time low. How about we gather our forces and attack Tubo together?”

“This matter requires careful consideration. However, dealing with Songtsan Gampo won’t be a walk in the park…”

Amidst the cacophony of voices, the tribal leaders deliberated on their respective strategies to navigate the situation. Bayegu Zhang interjected with a smile, directing their attention towards him.

“Regardless of what unfolds next, there’s something we must do immediately,” he declared. As all eyes turned to him, he continued, “We must learn from the Turk’s downfall, which is still fresh in our memories. Now, the Tang Empire has set its sights on Tubo. Gentlemen, wouldn’t you like to know the Tang Empire’s intentions?”

His words sent a shockwave through the tent, prompting reflection. They realized that over the years, the Tang Empire had not treated neighboring tribes well, with small-scale conflicts in the Western Regions. Except for the Tu Valley tribe, which had swiftly submitted to the Tang, other tribes had met unfavorable fates—first the Turks, now Tubo. Weaker tribes had no reason to believe they would escape a similar fate.

Bayegu Zhang’s words served as a wake-up call. Before long, the tribal chieftains reached a consensus, they would send envoys to Changan to directly inquire about Li Er’s intentions.

As the sole gateway connecting the southwestern border to the Tang Empire, Song Zhou became the chosen route for these tribal envoys. Over the past few days, their numbers had steadily increased.

Su Li, still holding the highest-ranking position in Song Zhou, learned of these developments quickly. After discreet inquiries, he grasped the envoys’ intentions. He locked himself in his quarters, diligently drafting memorial letters, determined to achieve everything at once. These Northwestern tribes, as long as they were somewhat powerful, fell within Su Li’s calculated scope of influence.

But before he could make his move, these potential allies had sensed something amiss and sought answers directly from the hunter’s lair. Su Li found himself wondering if their sixth sense was truly that sharp.

However, he had no choice but to compose a memorial letter, clearly expressing his thoughts to Li Er. He believed he understood Li Er’s character fairly well. While Li Er cared about his reputation and coveted glory, he wasn’t a fool. While tribal praise might give him momentary satisfaction, expanding the Tang Empire’s territory would undoubtedly bring him greater joy.

After all, was it better to enjoy fleeting pleasure or revel in a lifetime of happiness? Li Er could undoubtedly distinguish between the two options.